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There are only 15 and 1/2 hours left in 2008. I know it's traditional for people to look back and see what they've accomplished or look forward to what they'd like to accomplish in the coming year. My memory is not good enough to remember what I did this past year. I know I made several pairs of socks. I'm wearing a pair now and I often see them on the feet of my family. I learned the frustration that is lace knitting and the wonder that is blocking said lace knitting. I have completed one thrummed mitten and started another (both hands need to be warm).

I have learned to spin in a rudimentary way. It IS hypnotic and peaceful and calming, once you get the hang of it and get into a rhythmn (before that it is all about the cursing).

I have learned that I have infinite patience with people but inanimate objects piss me off easily.

I have learned that I know a lot of things and I am generally good at what I do, but, boy, do I have a lot to learn.

I have learned that getting old is not for the faint of heart.

I have learned that most people just want someone to listen to them and know that they are being heard. They don't always want you to solve their problems, just to listen to them.

I have learned to keep little bits of happiness around me so when things are tough, I can look at them and smile. Thus, the wind-up toys on my desk. I got two new ones for Christmas. A ladybug that runs around and does somersaults and a robot who walks around menacingly.

New Year's has never been one of my favorite holidays. I find it a melancholy time and used to resent being made to feel like I had to celebrate. I don't begrudge those people who want to party and drink themselves silly. I just want to opt out. The girls have plans with friends and Pk and I will probably start the Lord of the Rings marathon he traditionally likes to do this time of year. And I'll be ok with that.

I hope that 2009 brings you sharp needles, soft yarn, challenging but doable patterns and the time to sit and knit.

See, the way you describe your feelings about NYE is how I feel about Christmas! I just want to opt out mostly. I like NYE. I don't feel the need to party hard but i like to mark it in some way, even if it's just hanging with a couple of friends as I did last night.

Happy new year to you Donna Lee! Here's to another great year of blogging and all things good.

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